He looked at the menacing people approaching, his previous arrogance vanished, and only panic showed in his eyes.
Especially when the light fell on the two leaders, their pupils contracted sharply.
"Why are they all here? Didn't you say it was just him?"
Wei Wei heard him say something with such suspicion, but she couldn't see what was happening on either side.
But they knew that the number of people coming would be far greater than the Han Dynasty had originally anticipated.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be so nervous.
Regardless of what she thought, there was nothing she could do now. The only thing she could do was to stay obediently under the stall and try not to attract anyone's attention.
Hiding away and not daring to care about anything made her feel that time was passing very slowly, and every minute and every second was torture.
The atmosphere outside was extremely tense.
The burly man's eyes darted around, and he laughed arrogantly, "The two princes are a step too late. Are they deliberately waiting for the Third Prince's head to roll?"
These words are extremely malicious.
When those unrelated people overheard this, they thought they really wanted the Third Prince to die.
While the true situation remains to be discussed, no one is willing to admit to putting on a show.
A voice, tinged with anger, said, "What an audacious thief! Even on his deathbed, he doesn't forget to bite the hand that feeds him!"
"But your idea is going to be in vain. There is no outsider here except for me and my seventh brother. Not a single word of what you said will get out."
Upon hearing this, the burly man's face contorted before he spoke again: "Fifth Prince, are you sure there are no outsiders? Are you sure the Seventh Prince before you is truly on your side?"
"Don't forget that he used to serve the Third Prince like a slave!"
The Fifth Prince was not in a hurry when he heard this. He just sneered and said, "Your words may have a little use to my Second Brother, but they are too hypocritical in front of me."
"Just tell me directly, how do you want to die? Do you want to surrender and have your head chopped off by me, or die a painful death pierced by a thousand arrows?"
They didn't mention at all whether he cared about the matter or not.
After all, he hadn't originally planned to tell the Seventh Prince when he came; it was just a coincidence that they met on the road.
Seeing that no one took his words seriously after he had talked for a long time, the Khan gave up.
His tone became very innocent: "To be honest, it's not entirely our fault. Taking a job and doing it for someone has always been the principle of Su Shou Tang."
"If you kill us, you'll regret it when you need us in the future."
The Fifth Prince laughed disdainfully: "Don't worry, the fact that you people from Su Shou Tang dared to accept the mission of killing a prince can only be described as a suicide pact."
"Even if I don't take action, the Emperor will not let you off easily."
The burly man's face flushed with anger, but then he seemed to remember something and suppressed his rage.
"The Fifth Prince certainly has a lot of prestige."
He said, "We have never been enemies with either of you, so why can't you let us go?"
The Fifth Prince sneered, "Have you ever seen someone let credit slip away again?"
As soon as the Fifth Prince finished speaking, the ferocious look on the big man's face grew even more intense.
"Very well, since the Fifth Prince is so ruthless, don't blame us for being unjust! Who wins and who loses is another matter!"
The Fifth Prince's eyes were full of calculation and disdain. He didn't want the person in front of him to say anything more, so he raised his hand and waved it lightly in front of him.
The archers he brought with them unceremoniously released the arrows from their already fully drawn bows.
The sound of something cutting through the air kept coming. Those who couldn't dodge in time only had time to let out a short scream before they were riddled with holes and died.
Wei Wei didn't notice what the fight was going on over there, but when she heard the big man mention the Seventh Prince, she suddenly felt a chill run down her spine for no apparent reason.
Last time in Loucheng, Leng Pusheng said he had been severely injured, but he never expected that he would survive.
Not only did she survive, but she also parted ways with the Third Prince and joined the Fifth Prince's camp.
The death of the Third Prince might very well be orchestrated by him!
He is truly a man of deep thoughts.
Now that the two sides have turned against each other, he is clearly the one who has the upper hand.
Surprisingly, Wei Wei was distracted amidst the bloodshed and shouts of killing.
If Jiang Changhe knew that his Seventh Brother, whom he had always looked down upon, had become incredibly powerful, he wondered if he would regret everything he had done.
She wasn't worried about Jiang Changhe's safety, but rather afraid that she might suffer some kind of retaliation.
On the contrary, she wished that the hatred between the two sides was even greater than she had seen, so that she could avenge the greatest grudge of her life without expending the slightest effort.
If that's the case, she would actually like to thank the Seventh Prince.
As I was lost in thought, the surrounding sounds gradually faded away.
She instantly snapped out of her reverie and cautiously peered through the crack.
What I saw was a ground littered with corpses.
The lewd, burly man stared wide-eyed at the dark sky, clearly not expecting that the day he took the life of the prince would also be his own last.
The two important figures, who never dismounted from their horses, rode step by step to the corpse of the great man and quietly admired it for a while.
The Fifth Prince laughed nonchalantly, "Does Seventh Brother believe that all of this was arranged by Su Shou Tang?"
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